Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl
Chapter 442 - 421: Zhu Bajie Eats the Ginseng Fruit_2

Chapter 442: Chapter 421: Zhu Bajie Eats the Ginseng Fruit_2

Beifeng was very efficient, and even Fatty picked up the pace.

Xiaobao asked, "So, what about me, Idol?"

"Who’s the team leader, you or me?" Jiang Zhe retorted.

"I was the team leader, but I believe the position should belong to the best fit. As of now, I formally abdicate and pass the team leader role to Jiang Zhe!" Xiaobao solemnly placed a crown made of leaves, which had been on her head, onto Jiang Zhe’s.

Thus, Jiang Zhe said, "Then you go roast the rabbit!"

That evening, the four of them enjoyed the sizzling, greasy roasted rabbit beside the campfire, lying in hammocks made of vines and leisurely watching the moon in the sky.

Viewers in the livestream commented: "I’d like to order the roasted rabbit!"

"And the guy in front, remember to pair it with coconut juice!"

"How come Jiang Zhe and their military training seem so comfy? This isn’t training; it’s more like a vacation, right?"

The forest was windy and the air filled with a chill.

Jiang Zhe woke up in the middle of the night once and saw Beifeng adding wood to the fire, shifting the flames a bit towards Jiang Zhe’s side.

Feeling much warmer, she closed her eyes and fell back to sleep.

Waking up in the morning, Fatty started sneezing: "It was really cold last night."

"Not just cold, the smoke from the fire kept drifting towards me. But I was so cold, I didn’t wake up, I just kept dreaming there was a fire." Xiaobao asked Jiang Zhe, "Idol, did you sleep well?"

Jiang Zhe replied calmly, "Slept exceptionally well."

"What about you, Beifeng?"

Beifeng glanced over at Jiang Zhe’s side: "Me too."

They drank coconut juice for breakfast and continued on their way, walking the entire day.

Fatty was so exhausted he couldn’t take it anymore and plonked down on the ground.

As soon as he sat down, there was a rustling behind him, and he leapt up shouting, "Ghost!"

Fatty turned around and landed a punch on the head of whatever was wriggling.

But what rolled out were a few students, both from local and other areas, all disheveled and dirtied.

Among them was a familiar face, it was actually Gu Jiaheng.

Gu Jiaheng was so dazed from the punch that stars circled his head.

He was furiously ready to retaliate when Xiaobao grabbed his wrist, "What’s going on? Did you ask my team leader for permission before hitting my person?"

Not expecting to be overpowered by a much smaller girl, Gu Jiaheng was both angry and frustrated.

Jiang Zhe said in a calm voice, "What, you want to hit Xiaobao?"

"No," Gu Jiaheng replied sheepishly.

"Fatty’s punch was in vain, who asked you to come out all sneaky?" Jiang Zhe gave Xiaobao a look, and she let go of Gu Jiaheng.

Exhausted and hungry, Gu Jiaheng suppressed his anger and didn’t make another fuss.

Jiang Zhe wondered how their groups, which were supposed to be organized by height and physical ability, could end up in such a mess.

The local students were stunned upon seeing Jiang Zhe: "How come you... look like you came here on vacation?"

Although the weather wasn’t too hot, after two days of continuous travel, they were all sweaty and muddy, while Jiang Zhe was spotlessly clean, without even a speck of dirt on his face.

Xiaobao asked, "No way, how did you all end up like this?"

The people from that group were too embarrassed to speak.

Although they had found coconuts as well, there were too many people in their group and not enough coconuts to go around.

Ultimately, some were bound to get none.

With not enough food and nothing to drink, they had no choice but to look elsewhere.

That’s when they ran into Jiang Zhe’s group.

They never expected that Jiang Zhe’s group could be having such a good time.

Jiang Zhe’s group had the advantage of having fewer members; they had more than enough coconuts with plenty to spare.

Fatty was laden with coconuts and even had a string of rabbit legs swinging about, looking tantalizingly delicious.

One of the students spoke up: "Are you willing to sell some of that stuff?"

"Not selling," Jiang Zhe refused.

"What about for a high price? I’m willing to pay! Name your price!"

After a few seconds of consideration, Jiang Zhe said, "Any price?"

"Yes, just name it!"

Since Jiang Zhe was now the team leader, Xiaobao had no objections, and neither did Fatty.

Jiang Zhe spoke, "I don’t want money, I want points. Are you agreeing to points as well?"

Each student would eventually receive a certain number of points, based on their performance during military training, to determine the rankings.

They hesitated, as they themselves didn’t know how many points they would end up with.

Jiang Zhe’s suggestion left them unable to agree.

However, without food or drink, they might end up with no points at all.

"Okay, but I don’t know if the school would agree..."

Jiang Zhe gestured to Beifeng to inquire if the points could be transferred.